All things have ended
And my boy is brain dead
I can't be here
It's real enough for me
Heaven, I know for sure
But I can't feel anymore
So turn off the machines
And turn off the machine
I get up, get dressed and
It's all so pointless
I can't do this, I'm sorry
But how can I breathe
When he can't breathe?
Turn off the machines
Turn off the machines
It'll take a little time to re-align
But I won't forget you
It takes a little time to re-align
And no, I don't forget you, you